I Was a Martial Ancestor in Great Antiquity

Under such circumstances, no one is a fool, and naturally they will not take action and serve as a stepping stone for others.

Everyone is looking for the best time to do it.

"There are so many people who covet the Violet Qi in me!"

Hongyun felt the dozens of breaths behind him and smiled bitterly.

He also did not expect that there are so many quasi-sanctuary powerhouses squatting around Wuguanzhuang to guard him.

But there is no way out now.

The way back to Wuguanzhuang has been completely blocked by these people.

I am afraid that he will be attacked by these people as soon as he turns around.

Seeing this situation, Hong Yun was not a fool, and immediately followed the guidance of his Primordial Spirit and used his best escaping magic to shoot towards the east.

He faintly felt that only by fleeing in this direction would there be a trace of vitality.

As for preaching and sanctification, it would be good to be able to survive now.

Only by living can we have the opportunity to profess the Word and become sanctified.

For a time, no one thought that Hongyun would be so decisive, and the speedless Quasi-Saint was immediately thrown away by Hongyun.

I saw a fiery red escaping light in the sky escaping to the east at a speed of tens of thousands of miles in an instant, while dozens of brilliant escaping lights of different colors were chasing after them, but it was obvious that they would not be able to catch up for a while.

Just when Hongyun thought that he had succeeded in throwing everyone away temporarily, a gloomy figure appeared in front of him, blocking his way. *

Chapter [-] Styx shot, Hongyun died [for collection, for flowers]

"Hongyun handed over the Hongmeng Purple Qi in your hands to me to end the cause and effect of you and me, otherwise today will be the time of your death!"

Kunpeng looked coldly at the red cloud in front of him and said.

His tone did not hide his hatred and murderous intent.

At the beginning, when he heard the sermon in Zixiao Palace, he had already grabbed a holy seat futon, but because Hongyun gave up his seat to the Western duo, he also lost this chance to become a saint.

And what angered him the most was that Hongyun, who had caused him to lose his chance to become a saint, finally got a piece of Hongmeng Purple Qi, and got the biggest chance in the world.

How does this make him not hate or jealous? !

He can't wait to slash all the people who made him lose the chance to be sanctified.

However, Sanqing and the West were simply not something he could afford to provoke.

Naturally, he could only vent his hatred on Hong Yun.

"You are dreaming! You and I are both in the middle stage of quasi-sage, how can you kill me?!"

Hongyun is very aware of Kunpeng's monstrous hatred for him, and of course he will not naively think that if he surrenders Hongmeng Purple Qi, Kunpeng will let him go.

Immediately took out the ninety-nine soul-scattering gourd and released the red sand in the sky.

With the help of the sky-filled red sand cover of Jiu Jiu scattered soul gourd, Hong Yun continued to flee towards the east.

"You can't escape! I must have a fight with you today to end the cause and effect of losing the Holy Throne."

Seeing the red cloud fleeing, Kunpeng's face became even colder, and when he showed his body, he turned into a Peng bird that covered the sky and the sun. The Demon Master Palace in his hand smashed towards Hongyun.

Seeing this, Hong Yun's expression also changed, and he could only stop escaping, and once again sacrificed the ninety-nine scattered soul gourd, spraying endless red sand to hit Kunpeng.

These nine-nine scattered soul gourds were formed by the congenital gourd vines on Buzhou Mountain. There were seven in total, with different colors, one each of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue, and purple.

Ninety-nine scattered soul gourd is one of the red gourds.

The power is extraordinary, it is a congenital high-grade spiritual treasure, and it has the ability to scatter people's souls.

Seeing the strangeness of the red sand that scattered the soul, Kunpeng did not dare to neglect, and quickly recalled the Demon Master Palace to the top of his head for defense.

For a time, the two people in the battle group fought evenly.

At this moment, the quasi-sages who had been thrown away by Hongyun started to catch up one after another.

"Jiujiu scattered soul gourd, burst it for me!"

Feeling the continuous emergence of tyrannical breaths, Hong Yun's face flashed a hint of heartache, but he still decisively detonated the only innate high-grade spiritual treasure on his body.

A dazzling red light shot up into the sky, and the red sand that lost its restraints instantly turned into red sand storms tens of millions of miles high, sweeping away in all directions.

Just when Hongyun was about to take this opportunity to escape again, a bloody figure with swords in both hands, stepped on a coquettish scarlet lotus platform, and charged towards him against the red sand that filled the sky.

It is the ancestor Ming He, the lord of the sea of ​​blood. The lotus platform on his head is the red lotus of Karma, one of the five lotus platforms. The double swords in his hands are named Abi and Yuantu. rather than cause and effect.

Obviously, the Lord of the Sea of ​​Blood was also here for the sake of Hongmeng Purple Qi, but he had been lurking on the side waiting for an opportunity before.

Now the shot is a lore shot.

Kunpeng, who was on the side, also reacted, and the Demon Master Palace above his head rushed towards Hongyun.

"It seems that I really don't have the chance to be sanctified, and I have no fate with that Hongmeng Ziqi."

"However, even if I die, I won't let this Primordial Violet Qi be yours."

Watching Old Ancestor Ming He and Kunpeng's aggressive lore, Hong Yun, who had already done everything he could, let out a wry smile, knowing that he had no chance of surviving this time.

After struggling so hard, he still couldn't survive this catastrophe.

However, it is fortunate that Brother Zhenyuanzi is not implicated, and there is no regret.

"Unfortunately... I can no longer be with Daoist Brother Zhenyuanzi..."

Recalling the past happy days with Daoist Brother Zhenyuanzi, Hongyun muttered to himself, revealing his own body, a burning auspicious cloud appeared in the sky, suddenly exuding a strange and incomparable breath, as if an unstable The bomb in general.

"This is self-destruction?!"

Ming He and Kunpeng, who were in front of Hongyun, changed their expressions in vain after sensing this aura. They turned around quickly and wanted to escape.

But it was obviously too late.

boom!boom!boom! !

A burst of red light that was far more dazzling than the sun suddenly lit up between the heavens and the earth, and a terrifying explosion swept across the earth for hundreds of millions of miles in an instant.

Terrifying power, madly obliterates everything within this range.

Some quasi-sages who were too close to defend the Lingbao were bombed to ashes on the spot.

The quasi-sages who were greedy before and wanted to capture the Primordial Violet Qi all fled out in horror, as if there were some kind of flood and beast there.

"Cough cough... This red cloud is so crazy!!"

Kunpeng, who vomited blood, showed his original shape and flew wildly hundreds of millions of miles away, looking at the center of the explosion with a flash of heart palpitations.

If he hadn't had the bodyguard of the Demon Master's Palace, he would have been bombed to death long ago.

He also didn't expect that Hongyun, a well-known old man in the prehistoric world, would be so crazy, leaving no life for himself at all.

You must know that although self-destruction is powerful, once it is activated, it will explode together with the primordial spirit.

In this way, there is no chance of even reincarnation.

It is simply [-] suicides and [-] losses to the enemy.

"Don't stay here for long!"

Looking at the almost completely destroyed Demon Master's Palace above his head, Kunpeng, who was seriously injured, took one last look at the place where the red cloud had exploded. He hurriedly spread his wings and flew into the distance.

"Damn it! How can there be none? Could such a supreme spirit be completely wiped out with the self-destruction of Hongyun?!"

At the center of the explosion of the red cloud, the ancestor Ming He was wearing the fiery red lotus of the [-]th grade, constantly looking for the purple energy of Hongmeng.

Although the self-destruction of Hongyun Quansheng's mid-term cultivation base was extremely powerful, it could not help the ancestor Ming He, who had the innate best defense and self-defense, and at most just knocked him away for tens of millions of miles.

Just when Old Ancestor Ming He was thinking about the whereabouts of Hongmeng Purple Qi, a domineering voice suddenly sounded in his ear. *

Chapter [-]: The Missing Hongmeng Purple Qi【For collection, for evaluation ticket】

"Ming He, hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi, or you will die here today!"

Chaos clock overhead, two brothers, Di Jun and Dong Huangtai, appeared at an unknown time and surrounded Styx, who was looking for the purple energy of Hongmeng at the center of the explosion of the red cloud.

Apparently, Styx, who first appeared here, has already obtained the Primordial Violet Qi.

After speaking, Donghuang Taiyi also waved the Chaos Clock in his hand, as if he didn't pay attention to Ming He, the famous great supernatural expert.

On the other hand, Di Jun didn't say much. Hetu Luoshu was shining brightly in his hand, ready to go.

"This ancestor didn't get the Primordial Violet Qi at all! Don't talk nonsense here!"

Hearing the threats from Di Jun and Dong Huangtai's one or two brothers, Ming He's face also turned black, but facing the siege of Donghuang Bell and Hetu Luoshu, he had no choice but to explain.

After all, it’s okay to find it, but he really didn’t find the Hongmeng Purple Qi on Hongyun, and naturally he didn’t want to carry this black pot on his back inexplicably.

"Haha! Do you think we'll believe you? Hand over the Hongmeng Purple Qi in your hand, otherwise don't blame us for being rude! The Hongmeng Purple Qi is not something you can possess."

Dong Huangtai sneered with a look of contempt in his eyes, domineering and tough.

Who would believe this!

The first one to appear here is this Styx!

Hongmeng Ziqi is not on him, could it still fly?

Or was it blown up by the explosion just now? !

He didn't believe that such a supreme spiritual thing, Hongmeng Purple Qi, would be blown up by the self-destruction of a mere quasi-sage!

"Believe it or not! How could this ancestor lie to you and wait!"

Hearing Donghuang Taiyi's words, Ming He's face turned even darker, Abi and Yuantu in his hands exuded a murderous aura, and his tone became extremely cold.

These two Golden Crows really thought he was easy to bully? !

How dare you insult him like this!

"No?! We can only take it from your corpse later!"

Seeing Ming He's action, a trace of disdain appeared on Dong Huangtai's face, and he immediately sacrificed the Chaos Bell in his hand to suppress the ancestor Ming He.